Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Latvia and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Icehouse to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Severed Heads. All the underground hits.
All Eurythmics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chrome record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
This Heat,
The Smiths,
Colin Newman,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Saints,
T. Rex,
the Human League,
U.S. Maple,
Delta 5,
Todd Rundgren,
Crooked Eye,
Anakelly,
Newcleus,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lindisfarne,
Eric Copeland,
Lucky Dragons,
Kayak,
Cameo,
Silicon Teens,
Von Mondo,
Jeru the Damaja,
Harpers Bizarre,
Patti Smith,
Stiv Bators,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Beau Brummels,
Oneida,
Alison Limerick,
Camouflage,
Bill Wells,
Basic Channel,
Essential Logic,
Japan,
Robert Wyatt,
Nick Fraelich,
Cheater Slicks,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Zapp,
Letta Mbulu,
Ornette Coleman,
The Standells,
Grey Daturas,
Audionom,
The Trojans,
Steve Hackett,
Black Pus,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Detroit Cobras,
Loose Ends,
ABBA,
Stetsasonic,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Davy DMX,
Talk Talk,
Al Stewart,
Sugar Minott,
The Litter,
Youth Brigade,
R.M.O.,
Don Cherry, Don Cherry, Don Cherry, Don Cherry.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.